But no answer came, and he had grabbed on to thin air. Chang Geng turned back and found that his troublesome yifu had disappeared.

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Chang Geng struggled to stand on his toes. He looked over the crowd with difficulty and shouted: "Shiliu!"

There was no response. The crowd chasing the Giant Kite began to surge forward all at once. Some cheered, some called out 'It's here!', some yelled 'Stop pushing!' with frustration.

Chang Geng was bumped into by several people at this point; his irritation grew more and more. He shouted as loud as he could: "Yifu!"

The crowd started to rush along the side of the dark river. On one hand, Chang Geng had to struggle to keep himself steady against the flow of people, and on the other, he had to look back and forth for Shiliu. He started to break out in a sweat. The amazement he felt upon seeing the Giant Kite just now had all evaporated.

Having this kind of yifu took years of your life away!

Chang Geng angrily thought to himself: Shen Shiliu truly just monkeys around. On such a hot day like this, having nothing else to do, he really had to run out here to see a crowd of people!

At this moment, someone loudly shouted: "Stop pushing already; someone fell down!"

As Chang Geng was scanning left and right, he looked in the direction of the yelling involuntarily.

A small group of people on the riverside was beginning to fall into confusion.

"My god, how can someone really fall down!"

"Go and find the military officer on duty!"

"Make way! Please make way! Can't move ..."

Chang Geng was about to move out of the way for someone who was desperately trying to get out when he faintly heard: "Lord Shiliu, be careful!"

Chang Geng was stunned. Suspecting that maybe his nerves were getting the best of him, he stepped forward to grab someone who just broke away from the crowd: "Who fell? Was it Shen Shiliu?"

The man may or may not have even caught what Chang Geng said; he absentmindedly nodded: "Seems to be - let me go first."

There was an explosion inside his head. He was standing in the heat of the Giant Kite, yet a cold layer of sweat broke out over his back.

At that moment, he immediately took a deep breath and quickly moved against the flow of people, towards the shore at his fastest speed. His feet stumbled a bit before he could grab hold of the railing to steady himself.

He rushed to look down and saw that there was indeed a person struggling in the water.